Thursday, June 25, 2015

Scott Thomas Outlar- Three Poems

21 days
since the last goodbye to the first girl I’ve cared about in ages

21 days of
cigarettes and poetry

21 days of
long meditative walks…and poetry

21 days of
the internet and social media

21 days of
mindful breathing and reconnecting with God

21 days of
alternating between putting healthy food and junk into this body

21 nights
spent staring at the stars and being thankful to still be alive

21 positive
affirmations put in the place of

21 negative
thoughts about the past

Fleeting

The closer
a flying object

zips by in
the sky

the quicker
it’ll seem to travel

I saw a
flaming comet

speed by
from the outer reaches

right in
front of my eyes

Imagine my
surprise, nay, shock

at such a
sight

as the
stars fell

Last Laugh

I once held
a hand full of sand

but I
squeezed too tightly

and that is
when it all slipped away

I once had
riches in this world

but they
never amused me enough

and now I
laugh last wearing rags

I once bled
my hands on the wall

but the red
stain washed off

and now I
just spit on the ground

I once
loved with a passion

but then I
grew cold for a season

and when I
woke up she was gone

Bio:

Scott
Thomas Outlar spends the hours flowing and fluxing with the ever
changing tide of the Tao River while laughing at life's existential
quandaries. But mostly he just writes. Links to his published material
can be found at 17numa.wordpress.com.